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She could not realize what she saw. The walls were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid across joint-stools. For a moment he did not recognize Annabel. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason.

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